TJ walked into the room with a grim expression. He was worried about me. Didn't know where I ran off to. Scared I came here alone.

"Spinelli, what's going on?" He asked.

"The doctor says I'm going into labor. They ran some tests to see if I was safe to deliver."

"That's not what I meant,"

I knew that. But I was hoping I didn't have to have this talk so soon.

"Where's Mom?" I asked, lacing my fingers together.

"Talking to your dad." He pulled up a chair next to my bed. "We need to talk."

"Yes, we do, I-"

"No, please, let me talk." He put his hand on top on my hands and squeezed. "The fight we had tonight, about how you feel like I don't find you sexy, it's not true. I find you very attractive. You're beautiful and smart and funny and I am very lucky." A pit in my stomach grew heavy. This is going to be so hard. I looked down at my hands and sighed. "But you are right about one thing, I've been pushing you away, and I'm sorry for that. I wish it wasn't this way,"

This way? What does he mean 'this way'?

I looked up and looked him in the eyes.

"Spin, I've been hiding something for some time and I had hoped it was nothing at all and that it would correct itself, mostly for the sake of you and Charlie, but I can't fix how I feel. I love you so much Spin, but I don't love you the way I did before. And I would be lying to myself, you and the baby if I stayed with you for the wrong reasons."

My heart felt like it was ripping. Here I was, about to break things off, thinking it was time, and here comes TJ, doing it before I had a chance to say anything.

"What are you saying?" I asked.

He looked down. It seemed like I really needed to get something off his chest, but the words couldn't form.

"It's hard to say, but I know staying together isn't what's right." He looked back up at me and frowned more. "Spin, don't cry."

Was I crying? I touched my face and sure enough it was wet. Why was I crying? I was about to do the same to him. Should I be at least relieved we were on the same page?

"I want to be there for you, for the baby. But I think staying together for Charlie is the wrong way."

"I agree. If you don't love me, that's okay. I'm just glad you told me." I took a deep breath and sighed. "And I was starting to feel the same way. All of what's going on, we've drifted apart. And I didn't know if it was just me or not."

"Spin, I'm gay."

Did he... did he just say what I thought he just said? I couldn't move. It all makes sense now. Why he never kissed me anymore. Why we haven't made love in five months. Why he hasn't pushed any plans about the wedding. Why he doesn't love me anymore.

"You're... gay?"

Tears welled in his eyes and his face burned bright red. He buried his head in my lap and cried. I wrapped my arm over his back and stroked his hair.

"Shhhsh. It's okay TJ. It'll be okay." I started to cry to. It happens whenever he cries and I can't control it.

"I don't know what to do Spinelli. It's not like I'm against the life style, I just never thought I was like that." He sobbed into my leg.

"Hey," I lifted his face to look at me. "It's okay. You need to sort out your feelings. I get it."

"Do you know how amazing you are?" He asked, cupping my face.

"No, I'm not. Today, I made a poor choice. I shouldn't have ran out on you. We should have talked sooner."

"What do you mean you made a poor choice?" He sat up.

Here comes the confession.

"Like you, my feelings have changed, and I didn't ever act on it until tonight. And when you came in my room, I was going to tell you everything, but you needed to talk first and I don't know where to begin, but-"

"Just tell me, it's not like we're trying to save anything here," He squeezed my hands again.

"I kissed someone else." I said it so quickly and so quietly, I had hoped he didn't hear. But he did. He just stared at me with a blank expression on his face.

"you-you kissed someone else? Tonight?" He finally said.

"Yes, and I feel terrible about it. I should have talked to you about my feelings before things got out of hand and everything happened so quickly. I was just so emotional and depressed, I didn't know what to do-"

He started to laugh, a big bellowed laugh, so hard he nearly fell out of the chair.

"What?" I was so mad I almost slapped him. What the hell could be so funny about me cheating on him?

"I'm laughing because- because of this situation! It's so ridiculous, it could be a movie!" He laughed harder and wiped a tear from his face. This boy is so bipolar it's not even funny. "I'm just saying, "He calmed his breathing. "That we both grew apart from each other and we're both okay."

I cracked a small smile. "Yeah, I guess."

"Hey, I want to be apart of Charlie's life, if that's okay. We can be like my parents, only we can stand to be in the same room together," He laughed again and stood up.

"What about the house?" I asked.

"I'll move back home. You need the place more than me."

"Thanks."

A knock on the door and Mom walked in.

"You doing okay kiddo?" She asked.

"Yeah. The doctor should be back any moment with my test results."

"That's good. Are you hungry? Do you want some ice chips?" She gave me a sweet smile.

"Sure Mom, thanks."

She turned and walked out.

"Hey Spin?"

"Yeah?"

"Who'd you kiss anyway?" The question didn't sound like a trap, more like intrigue.

"I don't think you know him. His name is Nick. Nick Riley."

"Our neighbor?"

I could feel my cheeks grow hot.

"Lucky man. I'm going to get some chips." He shot me a smile and walked out.

Well, that could have gone worse.